This is a song about "Left"

And i made it with that dope flow

Never to the left i go

She knows you masturbate left handed

But you're loving mine i am the shit

But he was lifeless, not a pulse left

Half your body laying on my chest

They see me in that lavender tank, you'd rather just faint

My insurrection: left rejected or disgraced

Promises that had us left assured

From hollywood to the hood

So, with that, we need us a plan, respect

He was being a bully so i left

Plus 11-99 in his muthafuckin' chest

I'm still confused about why you left

Ya ain't killers ya’ll got hundred yard dash guns

Contending factions, left with descending passions.